The Road Not Taken

poem by Robert Frost

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;	5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,	10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.	15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

_______________________________ I didn't see it coming, but it came anyway: an opportunity to go beyond myself and [hopefully] become a smidgen better than I am today. I am moving back to Provo thanks to the BYU Advertising Program. I'll be working as the AdLab Manager until December. Oh, and did I mention I just found out on Wednesday and am now, at this moment, packing my car so I can leave Saturday morning so that I can begin work on Monday? Yeah...life comes at you really fast. It's been an unpredictable summer so far--but great for learning and growing nonetheless. Cheers to the road less traveled!